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 Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 2:10 pm
"Hey, stay awake!" Writ gave Izzy's face a light slap on the cheek, "You don't want to be in a coma again, because that would be bad." Bad for Izzy for obvious reasons, bad for Writ because that would put him in charge of lugging a coma-ladden body around the city. Something that Writ didn't want to have in his agenda.
"Hey, any help's better than none, I'm sure as hell not going to go in there alone." He stopped in front of the warehouse, "This the place?
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 7:11 pm
"Th-thanks." He muttered. "You're completely right. That sucked." He smiled weakly, he could feel his jaw bone move.
"Just give my some time and I'll be able... to do some damage."Izzy nodded and pushed himself away from Writ. He fell to his knees again but managed to get back up by himself. He staggered to the side door, as the large main loading dock doors were rusted closed, and jiggled the handle the only way to make it open.
"My room... is the office..." He said, leaning against the door jam. "I need... to get to my plants." He had managed to grow some coca. Assuming it was still alive, he could stay awake long enough to throw together some sort of energy shake to keep him going till he got some real food.
"I just need to get there."
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 7:57 pm
"Well hell, what are we waiting for?" Writ pulled Izzy along to the office. The kid's mumbling got him a little concerned. He knew that he wouldn't be trying to tend to his plants when he was close to a coma. Still, he took him in and looked down at Izzy.
"Still awake?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 8:24 pm
Izzy nodded and plopped down on his bed. Glints of broken glass still littered the floor from a distant memory.
"Watch the glass." He warned, pushing himself along the bed to the nearly dead coca plant. It had survived his absence, he suspected, with the help of Totec. For that he was grateful as he grabbed some of the leaves and pushed them into his mouth.
The next burst of energy was nothing like that of the fruit. It was more like a buzz- the difference between an energy shot and a cup of tea... but it was enough to get him standing alone and examining his plants.
"Thank you, Writ. I probably wouldn't have made it alone..." He said, working around the broken glass, grabbing leaves from various plants. The jars of dirt along the walls seemed still to him, though. He eyed them as we worked with his pestle and mortar. He kept himself focused on the task at hand, trying to ignore the many unsettling memories and fuzzy dreams that were pushing their way through his head.
Izzy grinned at Writ, a bit halfheartedly but almost real.
"So what's been new with you, Writ? Causing trouble?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 7:14 am
"Hey, no problem." Writ didn't have anything else to really do today. Izzy stumbling around was the most interesting thing he saw today. He watched him work on his little mixture like one of those ye old Medieval medicine men in those old movies.
"Of course." Writ smirked, "You hear that there's some kind ofleak the Blacksuits are covering up? All me."
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:06 am
He chuckled and grabbed some more of the coca leaves.
"Well, I haven't been hearing much of anything lately. Want to regale me on this leak you've caused? How did you managed to get anything for a leak anyway?" He was glad to have someone here with him. It helped him keep his mind off other more unsettling topics. Looking down at the mixture it looked thick enough. Taking one of the jugs of water from by the door he added it to the cup and mixed some more.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:22 pm
"Just some secrets they wanted to keep." Writ pulled out a wad of papers from his pockets and leafed through them. "Oh, and a little report on me." He tossed it to Izzy, "They're getting traded around like Baseball cards. Wouldn't have them out in the open though, Blacksuits are trying to get them back." He snorted, "And they're gonna have a time with that one, people have been making copies of their copies."
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 9:40 pm
Izzy caught it and waved it more open with one hand as he sipped the bitter concoction from the small cup. He made a face as he read it before it broke out into a smile. "Highly dangerous, eh?" Izzy handed the paper back and downed the last of the energy-cocktail he had made. The buzz was pleasant and he began to pick up the larger pieces of glass. "So now you're a hot-shot, I suppose."
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 10:46 pm
"They flatter me." Writ laughed, and tossed back the papers, "Keep it, I got plenty more where that came from." He was the one that handed them out in the first place. There were a lot more where that came from.
"Hot-shot?" Writ tried out the word on his tongue, "Heh, I guess you could say I've gotten a lot more popular lately."
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 8:35 pm
Izzy placed the papers in one of the drawers of the desk on one side of the room. He then began to put the glass into a pile by the door since he lacked a trash-can. "Well, please tell me you aren't to cool to go scrounge up some food with me. I'm starving..." He moved over to the bed and reached into a hole in the pillow with two fingers, remembering that it seemed like not to long ago his whole hand had fit into it, and pulled out the last of the money from his previous pay check.
Which also reminded him he had some clothes that should fit under the bed. Kneeling down to get them he shuddered at the dust on them.
"That is, after I put some real clothes on. No more of this running around half naked crap for me..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 9:07 pm
Writ hardly even noticed. He figured it was from hanging out with Quinn. Hanging out with the nearly naked rainbow man made everything seem more than his standard of clothing tolerable.
Writ shrugged, "Sure, anywhere nearby?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:06 pm
As he pulled a shirt over his head he thought for a second. He did not really know a place nearby. Tugging on a pair of shoes but not bothering to lace them up he shrugged. "Not really. There is a fast food joint just outside of the warehouse district... maybe a twenty minute walk? That is, if it hasn't been shut down in my absence." Kicking some more of the glass aside he peeked out into the larger warehouse. The bird was still sitting in one of the upper windows- apparently it didn't want him out of its sights.
"I'll buy."
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 8:25 am
Nothing like finishing off a day with some tasty food. Writ supposed. He didn't have any objections. so long as Izzy didn't suddenly pass out before paying the bill- because that would be bad. Writ didn't have any money and dining and dashing was a teensy bit harder when you had to carry a body around along.
"What the hell, let's go." Writ let Izzy lead the way.
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 4:55 pm
"Good. Lets go." He began to lead the way out of the building and through the maze he stretched; glancing up and saw the bird was following them again. The air was chilly and he was once again glad to be out in it. It kept him awake now, helping the drink he had made himself.
"I'm glad to be awake." He said to no one in particular.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 7:36 pm
"Yeah, well it beats being in a coma." Writ said. He thought that Izzy was talking to him.
"Or dead, or a zombie, or raped. Or you know, dead." He added. Sad part was that had happened to other godlings. In comparison, being in a coma was a walk in the park. Writ looked down the street to see a large blockade in the way.
He growled. Not again.
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